Nevada County picayune., 1887-06-15

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 "Even if l had the notes, Sol" ," began, trembling like n leaf in a storm seven if I had them Ina, ina! what an absurd ideal what should you want with them! And --and,' 1 added, clutching dcspcr ately at straw of courage, "what right have you to thenl?"
 ''There is no right in the ques- tion," said Solomon. and ms face grew longer and longer. 'It's all wrOng."
 "You don't often joke, Sol" said l pretty bravely, though l was trembling like any number of as- pens, "but, of course you're joking now. and it's rather late for a joke, isn't its Come along home with me-"
 q am not going your way, now, Jacob. Give me the notes."
 And, would you believe it! I feebly put out my arm, and laid my precious notes on his long, open fingers.
 "Shall you be at home to.night!' 1 asked, trying to finish up the scene in my natural tones.
 "To nighI9 It is midnight now"
 God bless my soul, is it really" I exclaimed, not so much sur prised as ridiculously Hurried and nervous under my brothers intent gaze.
 Solomon had shivered as those words passed my lips, and for the first time he looked away.
 "Good night" he said, in his slow, absent way, and then think he added three other words, that he often did add to his good.byes: but he spoke so low that scarce ly heard, and felt so angry with him, too, that 1 didn't even try to hear.
 l walked on moodily across the heath. All the benign effects of Joe's punch had evaporated: all the pleasures of the sport had been swept away in one chill blast; the only definite idea that possessed me was the determination not to buy my brother Solomon new umbrella.
 l always carried my own key, and forbade the servants to sit up for me; so you may guess l was surprised to find my groom watch. ing for me at the gate.
 "Walking. sir?" he exclaimed, meeting me with hurried step and worried face. "I hoped you'd ride home, that you might be the quicker at the parsonage. They'd sent for you twenty times at least sir. Mir. SolomOn-'
 Il know," interrupted; "Mr. Solomon is missing. Pve just met him. l'll go on and tell them so, for l'll be bound the whole parish Is all up im arms"
 All the parish was mp in arms, and had all gathered at the parsOn- age, as it seemed to me; but Sol omOn was there too; lying on his narrow bed opposite the open win dow, with the square of moonlit sky before his closed eyes.
 They tell me something about a swoon, or such womanish trick; and it may be true and it may not. At any rate, l remember nothing after the first few sentences they uttered. Solomon had been ailing for some time so the words went and had felt worse than usual that day, and lonely and restless. Still. he had insisted on preaching in the evening, and aftcrward had toiled up to my house to see if I was at home, and then toiled back again. All the evening he had been expecting me, and kept lis- tening for my step, while he sent again and again to see if l had re- turned. Just once he had risen excitedly m bed; then his strength had failed. and those who were listening heard him bid his brot h. CT goodnight, with the whispered prayer, "God bless you," Then he had lain quietly back with his fading eyes upon that glimpse of heaven beyond the lattice wind ow and had died quietly at mid night!
 An enthusiastic friend of Gen. Duryea's attempted to pay him